歌词
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, or got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, or got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
Hit my knees and say a prayer when I wake up
Got a sweet tooth, I'ma get this cake up
Boy, these streets will really show you what you made of
Tell mama, "Bitches wish she knew that I was paid up"
I'm on a mission, got no time to be laid up
Faces in the mirror fucking up her makeup
Yeah, you might have got the pussy, but you paid up
I was starving, now a **** got his weight up
Secret service with a convoy like the president when I move
You ain't never seen hard times, come bump a mile in my shoes
**** killing over bullshit, so you gotta keep you a tool
Hard to tell who is who, a lot of these **** fool
A lot of these **** fool, yeah, a lot of these **** fluke
Nine times out of ten, probably got a sidewalk in a booth
Listening to my spirit, if God give me a hunch
Fuck ****, if you ever cross me, I'ma eat you for lunch
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, but got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, but got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
Fourteen or twenty-eight, thirty-six for the twenty-two
Young **** get you out of here for a couple racks, they'll finish you
All trust in somebody, family did me dirty too
Stealing out my fucking stash, you lucky I don't murder you
Say you ain't ring bells, ****, we ain't never heard of you
Trying to get straight, do some work, if I don't know you, ain't serving you
Ashes tall and the white, fentanyl in a dog pool
Bet you know when it touch down, don't call me, I'ma call you
All this shit I've seen got me traumatized
You can see the pain in a ****'s eyes, yeah
And I just made another run, took the profit
And invested in some more guns
Secret service with a convoy like the president when I move
You ain't never seen hard times, can't walk a mile in my shoes
**** killing over bullshit, so you gotta keep you a tool
Fuck around, get your life snatched when you got a point to prove
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, but got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
No, I can't leave the street alone, I gotta get it
No, I can't leave my heat at home, I'm riding with it
Most of my **** dead and gone, but got a sentence
The devil got me doing wrong, so God forgive me
Written by: Deniro Farrar, Reese Forte
